I met a young woman named Linda, and I thought we had a connection. We spent time together, and, I thought we might have a serious future together.Not...so much.Turned out she had a boyfriend, Jerry by name, trucker by profession, asshole by avocation. Real piece of work.(I later worked out she hadn't told me about him because we were so comfortable together, and while he was on long hauls, she retreated into our oasis. The evening I found out was unpleasant for me, but I digress.)Linda began. I suppose I’m assuming at this point we are going to hers, mine is an option but if I’m honest I don’t want a one night stand around mine, encase she’s a lunatic and remembers where I live. After lots of kissing, feeling her tits and fingering her at every opportunity, it’s time to make tracks. “I need to get going” Amanda slurs“Come on then let’s get a taxi, we are going to yours yeah” I asked“Yeah as long as you pay stud” she drunkenly replies now with hiccups.We go to the taxi rank, as we. After several minutes of snogging, she drew back, and sat up a little straighter. Crossing her arms before herself, she grasped the hem of her tee shirt, and drew it over her head, tossing it aside. NOW, I noticed her wardrobe selections. Her unfettered breasts bounced, as they cleared the shirt. Firm, full, a complete handful, her pale breasts were outlined by the bikini tan otherwise present.She stood, reaching for my hand (which, in case you were wondering, did entertaining things to her. Grandma turned her TV on but I couldn't see it from where I was. I did have a clear view of the bed and when she came into view she has already removed her paints and was naked from the waist down. She had on a lose blouse and no bra. I saw for the first time that she shaved all but a small patch of hair at the top of her pussy. When she slipped back on the bed and spread her legs I could see everything through the cracked door. I could tell that the movie she was watching was the same one.